Formula 1 one shots

Hating you - Daniel Ricciardo

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How can someone look so perfect, but can be so cruel? It was like he's the devil, but the with the most warming smile. How could you hate someone that was so good looking? Maybe you hated him because it was easier than loving him. Working as a journalist at Formula 1, you were not allowed to be in a relationship with a driver. When you first met, he had no clue who you were and what your job was going to be. But you didn't know either. You only had one conversation with the company you were going to work for, so how could you know what was going to happen? The two of you talked, you got a bit tipsy, and then you kissed. It wasn't supposed the happen, but it did, and it felt good. You kissed Daniel Ricciardo and the morning after you got a call that you got the job.

On your first day, you saw him. He walked by and stopped to talk to you. He was surprised to see your face, and you lied to him about what you were doing there. But that lie got ruined as soon as you had to interview him after the race. And now you have been ignoring his calls, his texts, his dm's on Instagram. You did have to interview him, but you both didn't say a word about it, because you both know how it goes.

Today was another day on a new circuit. And you already ran into Daniel twice. You saw him at the hotel and when you arrived at the circuit. And it's hard because you want to talk to him and you want to kiss him again because it felt so good, but you can't. You don't want to lose your job. You have been working so hard for it. And now you're seeing him again. You just walk past him, without looking at him.

'Why won't you look at me?" you heard the familiar Australian ask.

Some people looked at the two of you to see what was going on.

'What are you talking about?'

'Why are you ignoring me? Why do you look at me like I'm some monster?'

Because you are, you thought. In your eyes, he was a monster. How could he look at you with such a nice smile? How could he kiss you and made you fall in love with him so fast? Why did he do that? It was so unfair. 'I don't look at you like that.'

'Yes, you do. Did I do something? Was it something I said?'

You shook your head. 'No, it's nothing. Just leave it. I have to go now. Good luck with the race.' You turned around and wanted to walk away, but Daniel started to yell.

'Tell me, what did I do to you?'

You stopped walking. You made a fist with your hand. You wanted to yell at him, saying he needed to shut up, but no words were coming out of your mouth. You looked around you and saw many people stopped and looked at what was going on.

'Y/N, I'm begging you, please tell me.'

'I can't,' you mumbled.

'Why?' Daniel took a step towards you.

'Because I like you, Daniel!' you snapped at him. 'I like you and that kiss... it was perfect for me, but we can't. We can't do this. We have to forget about it. So please, let me hate you because it's easier than loving you!'

Daniel looked you int the eye, and it just sends sparks flying all over your body. God, you wanted to kiss him again so bad. Daniel apparently had the same thought, because his lips touched yours. It felt like two puzzles pieces fell into place.

And how hard it was for you, you pushed him off you.

'We can't Daniel. We can't keep doing this.' You felt the tears stinging in your eyes, but you had to do this. 'I'm sorry,' you mumbled and walked away.

'Y/N! Stop. I'm not going to give up that easily. I love you!'

You froze in your spot.

'I love you, Y/N, and I want to be with you. We can figure something out.'

You turned around. You felt all the eyes on you. 'You wat?'

'I love you, Y/N. And we can figure something out, I promise you.'

'Really?'

'Yes! I'll do anything.'

A slight smile grew on your face. You walked towards him and kissed him again. You two were going to figure this out.